Lucy Heartfilia. 18 year old Celestial Spirit Mage. Friendly, cheerful, strong-willed, and loyal if one was to ask those closely associated with her. However, she was beginning experience a...problem.
Lucy Heartfilia. 18 year old Celestial Spirit Mage...currently experiencing killer back pain. Now, Lucy knew that this was a problem commonly associated with females who were...well-endowed, like her. She swore, however, that this couldn't be the problem. And if it was, it had to be only a part of the problem. Lucy could, in her mind at least, definitely pinpoint the direct source of the problem. All one would have to do was look at her bed...or more precisely, what was on her bed. Or even more precisely, who was on her bed. No, it wasn't Lucy Heartfilia, the rightful owner of that soft, comfortable bed. It was her teammate, Natsu Dragneel. Given how most of their missions turned out, and how much destruction was usual left in their - no - his wake, though, others would probably prefer to call them Partners in Crime.
Whatever the case may be, and despite the fact that he was the cause of about 89.1% of her problems in life, Lucy knew she could never stay mad at Natsu. Despite driving her nuts, costing her probably millions of Jewels in rent money by this point, and generally ignoring her advice and doing whatever the heck he wanted most of the time...Lucy could never muster enough vindictiveness to hold a grudge against her friend. She knew Natsu was the cause of about 89.1% of her problems in life, but she always had to begrudgingly admit right afterwards that he was also the source of so much of her happiness. His signature fang-baring smile never failed to shine through even the darkest of her hours, and she knew she could always count on him to support her and lift her up, even when she was most down. For all intents and purposes, she was genuinely appreciative of the salmon-haired Dragon Slayer, and definitely perceptive of how much he meant to her.
But this was the last straw. More and more, mostly due to her ridiculous back pain, Lucy began to realize that an increasing amount of her nights were spent on the cold, hard, floor of her apartment, rather than her soft and cozy bed. Despite her initial mortification the first time Natsu had snuck into her bed, she found it...cute, in a way. And despite how much she wanted to tell herself it wasn't true, she knew she still found his sleeping face to be one of the most adorable things she'd ever laid eyes upon. But for the sake of her back, things had to stop here. On this particular night, Natsu had chose to sleep on top of the covers. And so, with a forceful yank of the cover, Natsu was sent crashing down to the floor which Lucy had been relegated to sleeping upon for many consecutive nights now.
"What the heck, Lucy!?" the fire-breathing pyromaniac Dragon Slayer exclaimed with surprise and agony in his eyes.
"Natsu, we need to talk." was the simple explanation offered by a rather stern-looking Lucy Heartfilia.
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